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[dissonates]

[It's been almost a week since 'Luke' returned from his kidnapping, and over the past few days he's been trying to get used to his new... living arrangements. His mind is still something of a jumble, but despite that he's out and about, really exploring the village instead of wandering aimlessly from the mountains. More than likely, he'll be lurking close to the houses of people he knew, as either Luke or Asch, though he's too antsy to knock or say hello. He's also carting around the Key of Lorelei, the sword Asch had before.

As he walks, he'll be randomly jotting down a seemingly randomized set of numbers. Though some might find it familiar:]

3.14159265358979322946...

[...Yeah, he's definitely still a bit scatterbrained. Bother hiiiiim.]

Comments

[Action]

[knightofratatosk]

[YOU CRIED ON ME, LUKE. HOW COULD YOU FORGET THAT?]

It's okay... um, are you feeling any better now?

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[dissonates]

[ASCH REFUSES TO ACKNOWLEDGE HIS OWN TEARS.]

Take a wild guess. [See his grouchy face, isn't it familiar.]

[Action]

[knightofratatosk]

I'm sorry...

[He can tell there's something definitely off here, he's just not sure what that something is.]

[Action]

[dissonates]

[Poor kid. This isn't something easily figured out.]

...Didn't I tell you to stop apologizing already? [Or did he? Was that Luke, or Asch? Or maybe they both did. He can't remember.]

[Action]

[knightofratatosk]

Um...

[Now he's confused. Wait, no, Luke did tell him that too.]

... y-yes, you did. Are you sure you're feeling all right?

[Action]

[dissonates]

I said I was fine, how many times do I have to tell people!?

[Action]

[knightofratatosk]

...!

[Action]

[dissonates]

[...Breathe, Luke, breathe. Behave yourself.]

....

[Action]

[knightofratatosk]

Um...

[Action]

[dissonates]

...Sorry, Emil. That wasn't like me.

[Action]

[knightofratatosk]

It's okay; I know I wasn't myself after I was kidnapped either.

[Action]

[dissonates]

[...oh, Emil. You have no idea.] ...Heh. I guess the Malnosso just like to mess with our heads.

[Action]

[knightofratatosk]

Y-yeah. But you're lucky they didn't hurt you at all while they had you. Last time they injured one of my wings, and that took forever to heal.

[Action]

[dissonates]

Lucky. [He makes a faint noise at that, difficult to decipher, though it's pretty cynical.]

[Action]

[knightofratatosk]

Luke...?

[What is wrong with you, BFF. :(]

[Action]

[dissonates]

[He's not entirely your BFF :c]

...Just forget it. You wouldn't understand.

[Actually he'd probably understand better than anyone, to some extent, but like hell he'd acknowledge that.]

[Action]

[knightofratatosk]

...

Um, if you need anything, I can...

[Emil knows quite well what it's like to not be the only one in your head, yes.]

[Action]

[dissonates]

Just what do you think you can do for me?

[Action]

[knightofratatosk]

I-I thought I could... m-maybe bring Sial over, or go for a walk with you, or...

[Action]

[dissonates]

Sial? [Somewhat unfamiliar name, ho hummm...]

[Action]

[knightofratatosk]

My chimera.

[Action]

[dissonates]

You have a- [...Oh, right, he has a chimera. Luke must've met it.] ...You can bring him if you want.

[Action]

[knightofratatosk]

O-okay. I'm sure he'll be happy to see you again.

[Action]

[dissonates]

[He nods, shifting from foot to foot and gesturing.] I'll wait here, then.

[Action]

[knightofratatosk]

I'll be right back.

[He heads back inside, returning a few moments later with the little fuzzbutt in tow. Sial stops when he spots Lusch and tilts his head curiously.]